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    1. Sunday, March 10

      by , 03-19-2019 at 06:35 AM
      I am in the garage of some unfamiliar house. I have just come down here, and I notice that itís fairly cluttered and dim (it almost looks like/feels like it could be very late at night). I notice some empty beer bottles here and there and Dad standing by a fridge. He sees me, is silent for a moment, then starts uncontrollably giggling. He is also by a case of Vienna Lagers. Thereís a palpable sadness at observing him like this at this hour. (There was also a blue armchair that I assumed he sat in down here).
      Tags: beer, chair, garage, house
    2. Hunt for Pokeballs

      by , 01-26-2015 at 02:49 PM (The Dream Magic Experiment)
      I was in a room. It was dark. I watched a guy hunt for pokeballs. I went next. I went under the table and chairs, but it was too dark I couldn't see. Then I wondered, why am I hunting for pokeballs in the dark? I remembered I went to sleep because of the blackout. I became partially awake, but not completely. I was just aware I had my eyes open but can't see anything. I can vaguely see the window and curtains but it was hazy. Maybe it was just my imagination and I was still in a dream. I was a bit scared because I might have vision problem. I closed my eyes, hoping I'll be aware in my next dream.

      In my dream, I was in a mall. I was looking for something or someone. I can't remember the rest clearly, but I wasn't aware.
      lucid , non-lucid
    3. Part of the Imagination

      by , 12-18-2014 at 06:34 AM
      My first lucid dream, I've really been wanting to do a Journal entry but haven't really had the motivation to do so. Now I do, enjoy


      I was watching a stream of some youtubers playing Grand Theft Auto Online. Their characters spawn in and one of them is trying to trick the others into entering a room with a block of C4 flying everywhere. Noone was buying it and they all started laughing at him. My view went third-person and I was in a desert-moutanin area with a girl that was telling me not to move too quickly otherwise I would lose the dream (didn't become lucid because of this, I'm an idiot) It went a bit vague at this point and I remember coming back when I was in a cave with the girl and a group of DC's. I was trying to sleep but couldn't, I got up and looked to the mouth of the cave where a black ghost was. It probably would have been scary but it was 3D animated like a childish cartoon. One DC got up and said something to the ghost and it dissapeared. Everyone moved out of the cave and into a stone courtyard of some sort, It seemed to be surrouned by stone paths heading to termite mounds of something like that. I looked up and I saw the ghost above everyone, it was really stretched out for some reason. Everyone started to freak out and the same guy that talked to the ghost started handing out chairs. He gave the first chair to a small girl and handed a different looking one to a man. The DC that gave the chair thought about it for a moment before switching it with an identical one. A truck-load of the same chairs appeard out of nowhere and everyone started grabbing them. I grabbed one and noticed it was white with a black rim around the cushion. Everyone started running towards the entrance to another cave while I picked up another chair and took my time. I saw that another man that looked slightly like Daniel Craig was doing the same thing. I arrived at the entrance to the cave and wondered aloud "Why is everyone so scared of this thing, it's just a part of my imagination...Hang on?!" I was in shock for a moment at how vivid my hands looked before trying to stabilise the dream by rubbing my hands together as the dream began to fade. I think I might have moved my arm IWL because I could feel myself waking up. I didn't mind though because I was just happy to have actually had one.

      Woke up feeling awesome
      Since I completed my primary objective to actually have a lucid dream (took me nearly a month) I thought I might actually show some of my other goals to do in my lucid dreams:
      - Have a Lucid Dream
      - Bend all 4 elements
      - Tell a DC I'm dreaming and see their reaction
      - Fly
      - Find my Dream Guide or have them find me
      Tags: cave, chair, dild, ghost
      lucid , side notes
    4. 12th July 2013 Space battle, Short lucid, Massage

      by , 07-12-2013 at 12:10 PM (Scionox's Journal of Dreams)
      Dream recall from today's nap.

      Dream 1(fragments):

      I was playing some video game and there was something about conflict between some races in space, then i was controlling a miniature version of superfortress from AI War and guarding some huge space structure, very quick enemies were spawning from a wormhole and periodically shooting i could move fort to dodge their projectiles and it autoattacked them with it's homing flame wave.

      Dream 2(fragments):

      I wake up in chair i feel the dream and i hear somebody coming from behind. DC starts doing some kind of relaxing massage and it's nice, then i ask DC something about transformation(still bad at recalling talk) but he ignores me. Shortly DC finishes and goes away through balcony door. I try to get up from the chair but gravity is almost non-existent and it's hard to move and dream fades out.
      I wake up in old chair that almost falls over. Caught by surprise i balance it and completely forget to RC. I look around and position of things including some old couch is messed up. I think that i have done that while sliding on chair while sleeping. I move objects around quite easily, trying to remember, then looking around i get 'wait a second' feeling but before i get lucid i wake up.
    5. Lucid: Trouble With Phasing, and a Flyer of Me...Naked?!?

      by , 10-11-2012 at 04:01 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I fell asleep, and knew I was dreaming almost immediately after entering the dream. It felt unstable and dim, as if I was only very lightly asleep. My mom and brother were there in the house as well.

      I wanted to get out of the house. I tried to phase through some things to do so, like the ceiling and the door, but all were solid, and I couldn't get through no matter how hard I intended to (this is something I've done successfully many times in the past; I don't usually have this much trouble phasing through things). I decided to try to phase through a window instead. I went up to it, and slammed my body into it. I didn't phase through, but the window fell out, leaving me an opening. Woohoo! I went outside.

      I was then walking down the road outside my house on a sunny day. My mom and my brother were there too, I think walking a bit in front of me. I, of course, had to fly. I got a running start, hoping this wouldn't turn out like earlier when I was trying to phase through things and having no success. I took off into the air, and was flying! I looked down and saw my mom and brother walking on the road. I was up over my neighborhood, flying over roofs and beautiful green treetops that were starting to turn with the seasons.

      I was then starting to slowly lose height. I tried to think myself back up higher, but it was proving to be difficult. I finally gained a bit more height back, but it wasn't where I wanted to be; I wanted to fly as high as the highest treetops! I kept trying to think myself up there, but I couldn't get any higher than I was. Besides, I was starting to sink again.

      I then briefly thought about myself being so high up, I could see the curve of the Earth; almost up in space! I thought I shouldn't be afraid of this height, because I'm dreaming, and I can't get hurt.

      I then remember being outside someone's house. I decided I wanted to go in and explore. But first, I really needed to RC and make sure I wasn't awake (as if flying wasn't enough). I checked my hand, and I had 5 very short, stubby fingers, which then enlongated a bit, and I had 6. Yeah, definitely a dream.

      I decided to try to phase through into the house. Of course, this wasn't working out too well. I finally got frustrated enough to where I finally phased through, and everything turned black with lots of purple flecks overlaying my vision (a common thing for me to see with my eyes closed anyway IWL). I also felt a very interesting sensation when I phased through, one I can't ever recall feeling before when phasing through things. As soon as I stepped into the door and things went black, I felt this warmth overlaying my body, like a soft, comfy, warm blanket being draped over me. I've felt that when meditating before, but never in dreams.

      Spoiler for Explicit content:


      I was in my room, and so were Blake and my dad. My dad was sitting on my bed by my chest of drawers, and I was standing by my mirror on top of my dresser. I was changing clothes for some reason. I told my brother and dad to close their eyes. I then felt that I wasn't wearing a bra. Weird. I took my shirt off, and put on a light blue bra. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, and it almost looked like I still wasn't wearing a bra, but it was just extremely light blue. I felt kinda weird, but I trusted that they weren't looking. I then said
      "Well I guess you can open your eyes now," before I put a shirt on.
      Eh, whatever. They're my family, I doubt they'll look anyway.

      My dad then said something, and I turned around. He had opened up my second drawer in my chest of drawers, and apparently, I had Barbie dolls in there? He was brushing the naked Barbie's blonde hair with a toy brush. I also noticed the top drawer was slightly opened. It had ashes in it from my pipe. I figured if he saw it, he wouldn't really care much, so I stopped worrying about it. He then said something inappropriate about the Barbie, about how he put it back in there.

      I was then looking through one of the windows by the front door, and I saw these flyers, one with Blake's picture on it, and one with mine. It looked as if I was sitting with some friends in an auditorium, and my hair was shorter, like it was when I was younger. I got excited, because we had tried out for something, and we had made it! I called for Blake to come and look.

      We then stepped outside to read the flyers as well. There were two lists posted. I saw Blake's name on the first one, and pointed it out to him. He was doing some technical work for a play or some kind of show. I then looked at the other one, and replacing the picture of me from earlier, was a picture of me naked from the shoulders down. What. The. Fuck. Who got this naked picture of me? Where? WHY?!? I was baffled, confused, and insulted. The picture then started to move, and it changed its angle to being from the bottom, showing my butt and my vag as I walked. Wow. Privacy=violated.

      At any rate, I had made it into the same play or show Blake was doing the technical work for.

      Updated 10-11-2012 at 04:22 PM by 32059

      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment
    6. Theme Park Fragment, Lucid Flight: Soaring Above the Clouds, and an Odd Way to Start a Job

      by , 10-10-2012 at 03:42 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I was at some theme park, looking at a weird ride that just took you around in a big square formation over and over again. All the small, faded yellow seats/carts were separate from one another. There were lots of women on the ride, as if it was maybe a women's club or class of some sort. They were doing something as they sat in their seats, like maybe knitting? I wanted to get on, but it was already moving.

      I came back to the ride later, and it was vacant and unmoving. Apparently, they had moved the class or whatever to another location.

      I also remember riding a roller coaster in this dream. It was mostly just small hills, a few ups and downs, but nothing big, as if it was a child's roller coaster.


      I remember holding a big, beautiful, slightly chipped sand dollar. It had light blue swirled into the off-white base color of its body. I then dropped it or put it down on a table, and a bigger piece chipped off where it had been a little broken before. I was disappointed, but couldn't do anything about it now. I looked inside at the once-living organism, and saw many small pores.


      I was in my house, in between the stairs and the front door, when I realized I was dreaming. I thought about what to do, and about how last time I was lucid, I ended up not doing anything because I thought too much about it. The only thing I could think to do was fly, so I said fuck it and decided to do that.

      But first, I had to get out of the house. I looked at the front door, and saw that behind it were lots of beautiful autumn leaves from overgrown trees. I either could phase through both the door and the leaves, or I could open up the door and go through the leaves. I thought phasing through might wake me up, so I opted to open up the door and walk through the leaves.

      As soon as I was outside, I took off flying. The sky was a faded blue, and below me was green grass dotted with lavender colored wild flowers. I was sinking closer and closer to the ground, so I decided to try to gain some more height. I thought about going higher, and I quickly gained quite a bit of height! I kept going up and up until I was above the layer of clouds covering the sky. Very briefly, I caught a glimpse of the other side of the clouds. There was light blue sky, and I caught a little glare off the sun. I also saw a part of a rainbow. It looked very realistic and beautiful. I then went back down to a little below the clouds, which, oddly enough, now didn't seem so high up, since I could plainly see the grass and flowers below me again. I caught a little glare below me on the ground that also looked like a very small rainbow.


      I was at a restaurant that I had apparently just started working at. It was kinda like a Chili's or an Applebee's. The inside was dim, and the colors were mostly red colors. It was my first shift. But for my first shift, I was sitting in a big booth in the corner with some friends and people who I was now working with by a stage where they had live music.

      A waitress then came up to our table who looked like a girl I know IWL named Chelsea. No one really knew what they wanted, or at least I didn't. I was talking a lot to my friends, and trying to examine the drink menu at the same time. The waitress then came up to me and was very friendly as she told me that I should memorize a certain drink's ingredients, and that maybe I should go to the other restaurant they had in the area to do so. I said I would. She then asked me if "she" (referring to the manager) had taught me how to take orders yet. I said no. I thought about how they never trained anyone there (leaked over from my most recent job experience). Apparently, they were very busy and needed more people to wait tables. She then left.

      I kept looking at the colorful, laminated drink menu at the drink that she wanted me to memorize, but I was having some trouble finding it. When I did find it, I was having trouble concentrating on what the ingredients were. There were only three parts to the drink, but you know how dream text goes; I couldn't hold my focus on it, and I'm sure the words were changing each time I did try to look at them. I then noticed a man with a very deformed jaw that jutted out quite a bit (he looked a bit like Jay Leno, but the jaw feature was very exaggerated) up on the stage playing the piano and singing. He was singing about how he wasn't so different despite his crazy jaw.

      I then decided to go ahead over to the other restaurant and look at the menu there. I was then walking outside and alone; no one was around at all, despite how big the city was that I was in. There were no trees, just concrete and lots of slightly colorful buildings. The sun was also almost all the way set; the horizon was orange. I was thinking as I walked over to the restaurant that maybe I should have done this another time, and not while on my first shift. Oh well, it was too late now. Besides, they seemed busy enough to where they wouldn't even be able to make it to my table for awhile anyway, so maybe they wouldn't notice I was gone. Then I thought back to how I was asked to do this, which made me feel better.

      Also, as I was walking, for part of the time, I was looking at photos of my friend Caitlin in a white wedding dress. There was another friend in one of the pictures, another girl. At first, I was thinking that Caitlin had been married, but I realized she hadn't been. I then thought about "that time when we dressed up in wedding dresses" for fun.

      I then spotted the restaurant, which wasn't far at all from the original location. I walked in, and at first, was a little confused; it was set up more like an office than a restaurant. I walked around a bit, and then, to my left, I saw a glassed-in lobby area where people were standing, sitting in chairs, and, ultimately, waiting. There was a small, older blonde lady at a desk in the middle of the room who I suppose was the person to talk to about getting seated. I walked in and up to the desk. The lady was preoccupied with talking to a man at first, and then, she saw me and asked if she could help me. I asked her how long the wait was, and she said 5 hours O_O. I then explained the situation to her, that I worked at the other location pretty much across the street, and that they told me to come here to learn about a specific drink. She then got up to go get me a menu to study. I followed her to the door, but as soon as she went out into the restaurant area, I couldn't figure out which direction she went in! Outside the door, it was only possible to go left or right. I looked both ways a few times, and had completely lost her. Crap. I figured that I should probably just wait for her in the lobby.

      I was waiting around for the lady to return, when I noticed that underneath one of the two dark red leather chairs sitting in front of the desk, was a small box that had been partially squished underneath one of the chair legs. I got it out from underneath the chair and set it on the desk, feeling awkward, like I was being stared at by the people in there. But, I figured, I work at this restaurant chain now, so I'm just doing my job. I looked at the chair after fetching the box, and the cushions seemed to kind of sink in on the chair a little for some reason.

      The lady then came back with a menu. I took it, and wrote down the list of ingredients for memorization purposes on a small white piece of what looked like receipt paper. The first ingredient was "Ribeye" something, some kind of liquor. It was the only one I could easily memorize for some reason.

      Right after that, I remember being outside again, on the road in one of those red chairs, which, apparently, had wheels on the bottom, because I was being wheeled around by the small desk lady. I was directing her to the restaurant, pointing at streets and buildings and such. I then saw the restaurant and pointed it out to her. She then wheeled me on over.

      We were then walking into the restaurant. A few friends were waiting to meet me. They had apparently moved tables to behind the stage area. I followed them over. It was still a large booth like before, just in a different location. The small lady that was with me was so excited to be there for some reason! We scooted into the booth at opposite ends of the table. She said something, and it was in a high-pitched British, almost Cockney, accent. I scooted by some purses that were sitting in the booth, presumably my friends', and thought about how my friends were going to know she was Cockney. Why that mattered is beyond me.

      Updated 10-10-2012 at 04:09 PM by 32059

      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment
    7. Tuesday 3rd July 2012

      by , 07-06-2012 at 11:58 PM
      Last Nights Dream

      I am at a mans house and I'm here to clean for him. He takes me into a room now and it's really weird in here. There are like swirly lights around and they are all different colours. The floor is made out of glass and there I water underneath it. The walls are also made of glass and they are also full of water.
      I feel like I can't really breathe in here so I open a door in the glass wall and walk through it. I now see a man and a woman in a tank but there's no water in it, the man is dead and the woman is lying on top of him half dead. I get some bread and shove it down her throat to kill her, it actually felt quite good when I done this!
      I now walk out into the garden, I see a bed and lie down on it. My stomache now feels really tight and painful, it feels like I have a belt pulled very tightly around it but there is no belt. I'm saying to people "I can't breathe, it's so tight, god what is it?" a man says "sit down there and see how that feels" so I sit down on the chair but get straight back up saying "ohh god it's soo painful, it's so tight, what's wrong with me!!" I'm holding my stomache and can't stand up straight.
    8. DV Porn, Taylor on Youtube

      by , 04-28-2012 at 09:58 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      Dream Views Porn (Non-lucid)


      So, I was on my laptop, and I was browsing a few inappropriate pictures.....and because I copied the image location one of them, I forget this, and I start preparing for a post.

      I'm on the edit screen, and I do all that stuff and make the post. I checked the picture again, and it's basically an anime chick spreading her ass wide open.

      I start panicking, because you can OBVIOUSLY see her private parts and asshole, and I start getting freaked out because people probably already figuring out that I posted porn with that picture.

      It takes me a while to realize it's actually showing her private parts, because it seems the anime girl in the post was wearing brown leg stocking, but one of the holes in the stocking exposing herself appeared.

      I tried editing it, but I knew some people figured out by now. Then someone, I believe it was OldSparta it was all right, and that as long as it was just a person's vagina, then there's nothing to worry about.

      How did I not realize the flaw in that logic there....lmao.
      Taylor on Youtube (Non-lucid)


      Took a nap today and got this.

      I'm on my laptop again, big surprise....and I'm on YouTube watching some girl talk about how she started something. It started with a "T" or something like that.

      I believe it was related to a fast food restaurant
      (whenever I do dream about Taylor, a TA for one of the classes I have for the last semester as a freshmen here, it always seems to relate to fast food....I don't know if her family owns a restaurant or something in waking life....who knows....?)

      It seems this video was her when she was a little younger, maybe when she was 14-17 years of age, and I believe she was wearing braces, so her voice as the gargled type of sound from the spit developing from her mouth.

      Then the dream shifts to where I'm using a black rolling chair as a vehicle on the road....


      It was kind of fun though, spinning, then looking on the other lane to make sure no cars were going to pass.

      I forgot what happened after that.
    9. Black Van

      by , 04-15-2012 at 05:41 PM (Hey, Look... A Dream Journal)

      I didn't have much sleep over the past few days because of various things, but last night - I was able to get a good nights sleep. I took some B6 earlier and had a couple of dreams, but only one of them is worth posting. Anyway...


      Around 8:00am

      Black Van
      Genre: Action

      First thing I remember is being in a restaurant with a girl, I don't know her in real life but I get the feeling we are in a relationship. We talk for a bit, and I remember her name being Alexis. We chat for a bit while we eat, once done I pay the bill and we walk outside. It begins to rain, so we begin running to shelter but as we run - a black van screeches to a halt beside us and three men come out. One of them has a gun, and points it at me while the other two grab the girl and take her into the back of the van. The man begins to back away from me, while keeping his gun pointed at me. "What the hell are you doing?" I say, but don't get a response, instead the man with the gun opens the vans front door and slowly gets in but as they drive off the man shoots me in the chest. I hit the deck with searing pain going through my chest, I look up at the sky with the rain falling down, pounding off me and the ground. I can feel things going dark, but then I hear someone shout "Are you okay?". I can barely move so I can't check who it is, but when he comes closer I catch a glimpse before everything goes dark - and for some reason Jim Carrey helping me by pounding on my chest. I can hear sirens as I start to black out.

      I wake up (in the dream) in a white hospital room. I look around while attempting to sit up, I can, but it's a struggle. A doctor suddenly comes in and tells me to lie back down because the police want to talk to me. I comply, and two police officers come in, they ask me a through questions - which I answer the best I can. I ask them what happened to the girl and who the guys were. They don't give me a reply instead they just leave. The doctor then tells me I'm free to go, I get out of the bed, get my clothes back on and start to walk through the hospital. I spot Jim Carrey in one of the rooms, lying on a bed, with cuts and bruises on his face. I stop and go into the room, Jim looks startled and says "You're alive?!". We chat for a bit, and he tells me that after the ambulance took me, a few men came in another black van and attacked him. I can tell it's the same people who shot me. The doctor who was with me before, comes in and says that Jim can go. Jim and I walk out of the hospital and stop on the side walk for a bit, we discuss what happened again, before the black van comes round the corner again, but this time five men come out the back, two have guns pointed at us, the other three then force us into the back.

      Next thing I know, Jim and I are thrown into a prison interview like room. We are then tied to chairs. A couple of the men proceed to punch us in the face often. After a few tags, the men turn around before leaving us. Jim and I both have trickles of blood from cuts on our foreheads. We begin to think of an escape plan. Jim tells me that his ropes aren't tied that tight, he manages to escape from his chair before untying me. I try to open the door, but it is locked. We try to think of a way out of this situation. Jim comes up with the idea of him pretending to have a heart attack or something, while I shout for help. We sit back down on the chairs, and place our hands behind it, after a few seconds I start shouting for help - few seconds later and a man comes in. I tell him that Jim has a problem, he's in pain. The man walks over to Jim, turning his back to me, I stand up, grab him by the neck and break it. I grab the guys gun from his belt and Jim and I make our way to the door.

      We check if the coast is clear, it is so we walk down the long corridor. We get to a corner, around the corner is two guys standing by a door. I check the ammo in the pistol, nod at gym and tell him to stay behind me. I shoot one of the men in the head, and take cover from the other guy, the guy unloads is whole clip and while he reloads I pop out from behind the wall and tag him in the chest. The noise from the shooting has alerted the other men. At the other end of the corridor, I see four men with the girl running. Two stay behind and shoot at us. I dive into cover, but Jim gets shot in the chest. I quickly kill the guy before shooting the other guy in the leg. I kneel down beside Jim and ask him what I've to do. He says "Go and save her" before dying dramatically, like something you would see in a cheesy film. Anyway, I run down the corridor, gun in hand, I leave the guy I shot in the leg because I can't waste ammo. I see the four men pulling the girl into that damn black van again.

      I run outside but the van begins to pull away, I look around and see a red McLaren F1. I run up to it, open the door and luckily the keys are already there. I turn the keys and speed away in pursuit of the van. I get up close to it and the men open the back doors, and begin shooting at me, I can't shoot back incase I hit the girl. So I speed up and get alongside the van, I shoot the man in the passenger seat. But then I suddenly notice an oncoming car, I swerve to avoid the collision, but so did the other car, and the other car swerves straight into the van. The van begins rolling because of the impact, kind of glad because I was beginning to hate the sight of that van. I stop and cautiously get out of my car, I point my gun at the van, incase someone shoots at me. I start slowly walking towards it, I get to the van and notice the driver has been killed. I walk around to the back, open the back doors, but no one is in the back. Perplexed I turn back around, put the gun away. I hear sirens coming, and quickly run into an alley, because I know I would be arrested because of the gun and the whole car collision. This is when I wake up.
    10. stolen chairs

      by , 10-25-2011 at 02:19 PM
      Good morning, everybody.

      Dream #1

      I was in a room like a preschool classroom, although the room was supposed to be an office. The room was dark, except for the glow of a TV, which I was sitting on the floor and watching, (though my view seems to have been from slightly outside my body). The room seemed pretty empty -- no desks or tables; just chairs and short bookcases lining the walls.

      Someone came into the room and pulled one of the chairs out of the room. The person was all in shadow, but he seemed to me to have been a young, male office worker. The chair he pulled out was an office- style swivel-chair. All the chairs in the room may have been like that.

      I knew the guy wasn't supposed to take the chairs. And I knew he knew it. He basically just wanted to steal. But I was too afraid to stand up to him and stop him.

      Now I was in the room with "my co-workers." The lights were on in the room, and there were desks in the room. But there weren't enough chairs for all the desks. In fact, there were hardly any chairs at all.

      The boss (I think) said, "Someone from another office has been stealing our chairs! How the hell are we all gonna sit down?"

      I knew who stole at least one of our chairs. But I didn't want to say anything. I didn't want to betray that I'd been too afraid to stand up to the guy.

      So now I and another guy were going out looking for chairs. The boss had told us, I "knew," that we should go to all the rooms in this building. And room that looked like it had way more chairs than it needed had obviously been stealing chairs from us. So we were to "take the chairs back" out of that room and to our room.

      The man and I wandered through the hallways, which were kind of narrow, short, and grey. We went into some smaller rooms, which were apparently multi-office rooms or single offices. Some of them looked like classrooms.

      Then we ended up in a pretty big conference room. The room was dark, with our only light coming in through the hallway. The room was empty, with just a few school desks and chairs here and there, overturned, not in any real order. But it looked like there weren't more chairs than desks, so we couldn't take chairs from this room.

      But being in the conference room made me think. If the man searching with me thought we should be looking in conference rooms for chairs, then we should probably be looking in the conference room closest to our office. Something about the way the guy had stolen the chair had made me think he wouldn't go far with it.

      In my excitement at thinking I knew where we should go, I gasped a bit and lifted my left arm up, almost like I was raising my hand to ask a question in class. I then put my hand to my lips. I said, "We should go to the..."

      But I had to strain to remember the name of the conference room. Finally I got it. I said, "We should go to the Goshen Room!"

      The man said, "That's right! I was just about to say the same thing!"

      We were now in the Goshen Room. There were chairs all over the place, as well as school desks. Everything was overturned and disordered. But it seemed pretty obvious that there were too many chairs in here.

      The man spoke to me (although I seemed to be seeing from his viewpoint) as if we were looking at a grisly murder scene. He said, "Go. Get the others from the office. We need to gather the chairs quick. These people will be back soon."

      The man himself now seemed to have been heading for the door, to get the other people from the office. I was deeper in the room, looking at the chairs. The swivel-chairs' seats had been completely unscrewed from their bases, kind of like a bolt screwing into a hole, or a bottle cap screwing onto a plastic bottle top.

      I stood staring at a few swivel chair bases. I figured we'd all have to carry this stuff back to our office in awkward armfuls, then screw everything back together there. I wondered if we'd be able to get everything of ours back to the office, and if we'd be able to put it all back together.
    11. Bullet Hats!

      by , 09-15-2011 at 01:31 AM (Lyrics to Lunacy)
      No TF2 in this dream fragment, sorry. But there were some amusing things that happened withing the thirty-or-so seconds of the dream, so I'll post it anyway.

      I was observing a mostly dark storage room, with dim light glowing into a break in the rectangular crates. In the center of the area was a chair with a man tied to it with rope. There was another man walking slowly beside him, relaxingly pointing a revolver at his chest, and giving him some kind of lecture. The sitting man said something witty, to which the standing man bent over and whispered in his ear.

      "Well," He hissed. "How about your wear this bullet... AS A HAT?!"

      That's all I remember. Funny.
    12. talking business and sexual arousal

      by , 06-14-2011 at 11:37 AM
      Good morning, everybody.

      Dream #1

      I was in a small, tight bedroom with three old, white men and one young, black man. I was sitting in a metal-framed dining chair. One old man sat to my right. Another old man sat to my left. The third old man and the young man stood off to my left, near the foot of the bed. My vision was largerly focused inward and downward, really close to my body.

      The three old men were very rich. The young man and I were talking about working on a number of different projects for a company. There were at least three projects. The young man said that we should focus on the project that was something like an award ceremony, possibly for one key performer.

      I kind of felt like this wasn't the right thing for us to be focusing on. The other two projects were more administrative. They actually dealt with problems, and they actually needed work.

      My vision kind of drifted off, down really close to the floor and then toward an empty closet with open doors. I also had visions of photographs, like snapshots being laid one on top of the other, like in some TV show or commercial about traveling. Most of the snapshots had white borders, but some had pink borders. The photos may have been related to the projects the young man and I were discussing.

      My vision came back to my body. I dropped photos on the floor. I stood up and then bent over at the waist, with straight legs, to grab the photos. I basically shoved my rear end in the face of the old man to my right. I could see my back side. I was kind of old and flabby somehow, and I was wearing slacks that were really nice but kind of baggy. Somehow I could also see my butt through the pants.

      I sat down. The guy to my right was now acting really excited and nervous. We were all trying to talk about something, but the old man to my right was really too distracted to do so.

      The young man somehow let me know that when I had shoved my rear end in the old man's face, I'd really turned him on. Now the old man couldn't think about anything other than having sex with me.

      The young man let me know that I'd probably end up having to have sex with the old man now, if we wanted to get anything done with our business. The young man said, "Don't worry. I've had to do it before, too."
    13. newspaper lyrics

      by , 06-04-2011 at 01:14 PM
      Good morning, everybody.

      Dream #1

      I was in a big room like a school gym. But there were bookshelves on some of the walls. The floors were covered with something like different-colored exercise mats. The exercise mats were maybe 1 meter long, 500cm wide, and 3cm thick. They seemed to fit with each other like floor tiles. I stood right inside this room, on the right wall, right near a door.

      I walked out of the room. I was now in a smaller room. There were a good amount of people in the room, all engaged in a number of tasks with each other. The room was lit only by greyish natural light from windows somewhere.

      I sat down in a school-type chair in front of two girls who also sat in school chairs. The girls looked very serious, as though they were giving me a job interview. But they were really cute and couldn't have been more than 13 years old.

      As part of whatever interview-like process this was, I began showing the girls how I could sing a song. The song sounded like "Drops of Jupiter," by Train. But it was an older song than that one. I'm pretty sure it was a real song, but I don't remember the song. As I sang the song, I heard/felt it pretty vividly.

      I sang lyrics that I'm pretty sure didn't match the actual lyrics of the song (if it was real and it wasn't just "Drops of Jupiter"). I pretty much had the lyrics memorized. But I wasn't sure I was getting them right.

      So I pulled a newspaper page out. The page had the song lyrics printed on it. Some of the lyrics were printed in bold, possibly to highlight really important parts or really smart words in the song.

      I think there was a point when I realized I didn't have the song fully memorized. But if I looked just a little bit at the paper, I could sing a long string of words. So I felt pretty sure I'd have the song memorized soon.

      When I woke up, I actually remembered the tune and a couple small phrases. But they all melted away.

      (Side notes: I actually spent part of yesterday evening walking through town and memorizing the song "Kurumi," by Mr. Children. I've listened to and sung along with the song enough times that I almost had it memorized, anyway. I actually thought I did have it memorized. So I was a little frustrated to see how many times I actually had to look at the lyrics.

      Although, whenever I get frustrated, I also wonder why I'm my age and still getting frustrated over a rock song. Ugh... immature?)
    14. First (Fully) Lucid dream!!!

      , 03-19-2011 at 11:46 AM (My Nighttime Experiences)
      I had a few dreams earlier which i recall but this is the lucid dream.

      Key: Non Lucid Lucid

      I was sitting in a folding chair with 3 of my friends at the elementary school of our district. And i was listening to my iPod. I don't know what music it was or any music at all but my teacher walked in front of us and started mouthing things, i didn't hear him so when he started to walk away i pulled of my earphones and said," What?" he turned around at started mouthing something again. i pulled my earphones out again and i said, "What?" (should've become lucid taking my earphones out twice! lol) then he started to say something but he was talking really quiet and not how he really talked at all. so i reached up, did a nose pinch RC and was fully lucid!! i ran down the hall screaming," This is a dream!!" And the people just kept walking away. my arms were really heavy so i stretched them out a bit so i could run and jump easily. i walked down the hall and followed my best friend, but like 2 or three people were right on MY back following me. so i screamed, "STOP FOLLOWING ME!" and they turned around and walked away. i followed my freind for a few seconds then said," where r we going?" he didn't say anything, but you know what i heard? the scariest noise ever... it sounded like this:beep, beep, beep,beep, beep, beep,beep! beep! beep!!

      Then I woke up. i was sooo mad i set my alarm for 5:09 but i mustve became lucid at like 5:07 or 5:08! i slapped myself for that i was soo furious, that was my best lucid dream ever in my life!

      Updated 07-26-2012 at 03:57 PM by 42776

      lucid , memorable
    15. Nick In Bed

      by , 02-21-2011 at 01:47 AM (My Sleepy Mind 2010/2011)
      Original Date: 12/7/10
      Type: Fragment - Non Lucid
      I was in the living room in our apartment, possibly sitting in a chair or standing outside of the bedroom door. Looking in, I saw Nick (my boyfriend who is currently now here with me) lying in bed, the head of the bed was up against the wall closest to the neighbor. Nick was looking back at me, we stared at each other, but weren't in the same room, like we could see but not touch one another. We were distanced.

      Objective Context:
      Spoke minimally to him on the phone the previous night, I'm missing him very much and it feels like time isn't going by fast enough. I'm getting ready for some stressful weeks ahead at work.

      Age of Dream Ego: 26
      Dream Setting:
      At home, comfortable and relaxed. It's my place of solace, my sanctuary away from stress and military.

      Neutral, happiness, distance, separation but closeness, love and warmth, desire and need.
      He is close in my heart by talking on the phone and our love, but he is still distant and far away by the fact that we were separated by a single room, like we could move, but only see each other, not touch and feel.
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